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angelltheninth · 9 months
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The Beauty of Experience
Pairing: Denji x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, virginity loss (for Denji), nipple sucking, dick riding, virgin!Denji, experianced!Reader, sub!Denji, soft dom!Reader
Word count: 1.1k
A/N: First commission for @prettylilbug!
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The first time you saw a text from Denji saying ‘Wanna watch a movie tonight?’ you thought nothing of it. After an especially long day of work, you and Denji finally arrive home, feeling tired but looking forward to spending the evening together. By this point, you practically lived with him, going to his house after every workday. It was a good thing that he decided to get his own apartment after a few months of dating you, expecting to get lucky and not wanting it to be interrupted by Aki or Power.
He gently took your hand, intertwining your fingers with his. It's a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about his desire to be here with you. As you and Denji walked into his living room, he guided you towards the couch, encouraging you to sit down and relax while he picked the movie.
You wanted to take a seat next to him but instead found yourself pulled into his lap, his sharp toothy smile greeting your gasp, “More comfy this way.” He loved cuddling with you at every opportunity, and this position meant that he could kiss you easier, that you could straddle him half way into the movie after way too many of those kisses had distracted you from it.
Denji was touchy, always, but tonight he seemed to be particularly so, if a tiny bit more hesitant at the beginning when you’d glance back at him.
You got more comfortable, pressing against him, turning your body so you were chest to chest, your hand in his lap. You glance up at him as your fingers curled against his thigh. The heat and the muscle tensed, but other than that he didn’t bat an eye. He focused all his energy in trying to remain as calm as possible.
You started drawing a circle on his leg, moving it up slowly, your fingertips curling at the seam of his jeans and following it up his shirt. And up. And up. His breath hitched when you got too close for comfort and smirked, your thumb now brushing over his hardening cock.
Denji jumped and reached down, stopping your hand, looking down at you, “What are you doing?” he asked. His voice wasn’t one of annoyance or anger, but fear, and  of the lust he was trying to keep to himself.
 “What do you mean?” You pulled away from him, completely at a loss as to how he could have not known what you was doing. “I thought that was obvious.”
“Y-Yeah but... I’ve... you know I’ve never...” His deep blush covered him from the top of his head and vanished below his shirt. “I don’t wanna mess it up. Finish too fast or... hurt you.” Denji was as perverted as they come, but also as insecure as they come. Eager for sure when the action got going but this was a little different.
“I understand that you’re nervous but you don’t have to be.” You said against him as you leaned in and kissed his cheek, then trailed down his jawline, nipping gently by the time you hit the angle of his jaw. He let out a ragged breath as his hands went to your hips as you dragged your tongue down his neck, causing him to tilt his head back, swallowing thickly. “I don’t care which one of us has more experience, I want to share this one with you.”
You cupped him through his, fingers curling around him and rubbing up and down, causing him to groan and whimper. Denji shifted his hips upwards into your palm, trying to get some more friction, but you moved your hand in an instant and buried in his hair as you kissed him deeply. He groaned as he tilted his head to the side, his hand cupping your cheeks, his other arm on your waist as you unzipped him and fished out his hard cock.
He went the other direction, his free hand tugging your shirt down until your tits spilled from your bra. “Fuck. You have the prettiest tits in the world, you know that babe. Can’t even fit one in my hand.” He paused at kneading one and sucking at the other before he would switch and continue to lavish you with attention you deserved.
You reached down, took Denji’s cock in your hand and lined it up, pulling away the moment he thrust upwards. “Uh, uh.” You scolded and shook your head. “Don’t move….that’s an order.” You said as you lifted an eyebrow at him.
He furrowed his brows but smiled a little as he nodded to confirm what you told him. He sighed a little as he tried to make himself relax, but he was humming, every inch of him buzzing because of your pussy hovering over his cock. “I like the panties you chose for tonight.”
“I’m glad cause you get to keep them after this.” And use them. That went unspoken but Denji’s cock sure got the memo.
For now you didn’t have the patience to pull them off and neither did Denji. You shifted your weight on top of him, one of his hands still balancing you as you stroked a few times before you settled back onto him, taking all of him into your pussy.
“Ah. Are all of them... this tight and warm?” Denji could barely get the words out from how much he shook with pleasure, willing himself not to come. Fuck, this was good, so fucking good, so much better then his hand.
“All of them? You only have my pussy to worry about. Understood?” He nodded dumbly, a lazy smirk settling over his face as you established a pace, up and down his cock, dripping down his balls. “Hold my panties like this.” He did, the hand on your tit moving to do the task he was ordered, “Good boy, Denji, your cock fills me up so well. I’ll be sure to make up for all the times... ah... that you had to use your hand.”
That was the promise that made him blow his hot load all over your belly, seeing as he was not keen on becoming a dad on the same day he lost his virginity, “Fuck... made a real mess of you babe.” He wasn’t sorry at all, his cocky smirk pressed against your tits as he kissed them over and over in faux apology.
“I like when you make a mess.” You confessed hot against his ear, “And I like doing the same.” Questions began to take over Denji’s brain before you commanded, “Keep your thumb on my clit, okay handsome?” He nodded dumbly as you pinned his cock between his abs and you pussy, spreading your juices over it as you rolled your hips, chasing your own orgasm until your body snapped and feel forward onto him, “Good boy, Denji.”
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orangedonutt · 4 months
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DENJI
DENJI - who would jerk his hard cock to the thought of you
DENJI- who believes that having sex with the right person makes it feel 10x better than with someone who was also horny in the moment
DENJI- who would tease your slick, wet folds with his tip before shoving himself inside of you
DENJI- who would eat you out while pinching and squeezing your nipples, causing you to arch your back into his mouth. Thrusting his tongue as deep inside of you as he can.
DENJI- who would beg you to sit on his face and ride him.
DENJI- who cups your tits every chance he can get
DENJI- who hovers over you while the sun comes in through the blinds, placing wet kisses on your face until you woke up.
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hiwofumi · 2 years
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       𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭         
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starring ⭒ kishibe ⭒ fem reader
tags ⭒ fluff ⭒ age gap ⭒ suggestive scenes ⭒ pet names (for kishibe: old man, dear) ⭒ size difference (reader is smaller than kishibe) ⭒ 1.7k words
note ⭒ started making the banner, had a breakdown, bon appétit 🫠 ⭒ big thank you to the dears @akicore and @blueparadis for beta reading!
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𝟏 ︱ THE CONFESSION
“I like you.”
You’re seated next to him in the quiet of a meeting room when you blurt it out. He’s slouching over the wide table, tapping the surface with his fingers, a hair’s breadth of patience left. When he hears you, his fingers stop. Then he turns to you. “Why?”
He retains his lax expression. He’s noticed through your gestures—your habit of lacing your arm around his as you walk, your common act of sitting too close to him (like you are at present). Always him and no one else.
“I’m just an old man. You’re a charming young lady.” He adds.
“Give yourself some credit, old man,” you say, eyeing him casually, resting your cheek on your palm. “Sure, you’re rough around the edges, but I like that about you.”
He always thought your affection was platonic, a young devil hunter doting on her eldest senior. It didn’t necessarily help—if there was anyone who knew best what happened to the good ones, it was him.
He’s certain he won’t ask you to stop anytime soon, though.
“What do you say?” you ask.
“I say you’re crazy,” he responds.
“Is that a no?”
He deliberates as he gazes at you. “No. I like crazy.”
Intrigued by his answer, you reach for his scar, grazing it with the pads of your fingers. His thin beard scratches your palm. His fixed stare tells you he’s waiting for a motion.
The space between you recedes until your lips touch.
You know the taste of whisky and menthol cigarettes, but not when they came from his mouth. Not when he was written all over them.
They taste better like this.
When Makima walks in, you’re settled comfortably on his lap, and your lipstick smears the edges of his mouth. You both turn to her with alarm, the faces of two people caught.
“What’s this?” she smirks, then she turns to you. “I’m surprised. You never struck me as the antique type.”
𝟐 ︱ THE LIFE
When Kishibe was alone, he would come home late at night to inebriate or ​sleep his inebriation away. His apartment was empty whether he was in it or not; every space seemed cold and hollow, void of anything worthwhile. He refused to stick around for long periods of time.
Now it’s a dresser crowded with makeup products, a closet with nude-colored bras and panties, and a bathroom drain clogged with hair.
It’s also button-ups of contrasting sizes in the washer, big and small dress shoes in the genkan, and the empty side of the bed pleasantly filled.
He’s never felt warmer in his home.
“Eat your fruit, old man,” you lean over the armchair he sits in with a plate of sliced apples in your hand. You offer him a genial smile along with it.
His eyes reflect the motions of what’s on TV as he accepts the plate. “I don’t think you should keep calling me ‘old man,’”
You sit on one of the chair’s armrests. “How’s ‘baby’ sound?”
“Anything but that,” he says plainly, feeding the first piece of apple he picks up to you.
You chew loudly, uttering in between, “Master?”
“You’re not my student anymore,”
“Kishibe?”
“That’s just my name.”
“Hmm,” your tongue protrudes from your cheek. Then you tip your head toward him, “Dear?”
You see it in his pause: the slight curve of his lips, indicating you’ve hit the jackpot.
“I like that.”
𝟑 ︱ THE INTIMACY
“Oh dear,”
Your bare skin rubs against dark sheets as you shift sideways, your head throbbing, a soreness between your thighs. The air you’ve woken up to reeks of liquor and sin.
When you open your eyes, you’re greeted by the old scars on Kishibe’s broad back. He turns to face the ceiling with his eyes still closed, his gray hair sticking out at the sides. “What?” he asks groggily, another layer of gruffness to his voice; it was like that in the morning.
“Did we . . . ?”
His eyes flutter open. He looks down, raises your shared blanket to peek under it, then puts it back. “Looks like it.”
You groan and roll to the other side, facing away from him. “I can’t remember a thing,” you rub your face with your palms.
“I can remember some things,” he faces your side and shifts closer, wrapping his arm around your bare waist, pressing his front to your back. His chin rests on the crown of your head.
“Like what?” you put your hand over his as his fingers caress your stomach.
“Your pretty face,” he murmurs lowly. “Your pretty sounds.”
A breathy chuckle escapes your nose. “Was I good?”
His palm flattens on your stomach. Then it glides downward, to the middle of your thighs, leaving a streak of warmth in its wake. Your lungs feel compressed in your rib cage.
He lingers there, and your mind falls into a one-track state, absorbed in the bliss of his motions.
“So good,” he indulges in your mewls, presses himself to you further, and you squirm.
𝟒 ︱ THE FEAR
For the majority of his life, Kishibe had only seen people die, die, and die.
With you working in the same field, the thought of you joining those people inevitably crept into his mind. It’s another reason to drink, another reason to lie awake at night with a head full of troubles that drown out the sound of your light snoring.
You’re never out of his sight when you’re working together, and you’re never at peace when you’re not. Your cellphone has never received so many calls in one day.
One night, as he undresses on the edge of the bed after a day at work, you straddle his lap. You drape your arms around his shoulders, over his half-undone button-up, and regard him with a tender smile.
He shouldn’t be bothered when you’re a heavenly sight, but the thought creeps into his mind again. He could lose this smile through your line of work. He could lose this existence if you weren’t careful.
For once, he wears his heart on his sleeve. “I think you should resign.”
Your smile falls. There’s no returning from this.
He continues, “Don’t worry about supporting your family. I’ll take care of it.”
Your eyes cast down to his loose necktie. You take it between your fingers and rub the silk. You deliberate for several moments, and the longer he waits, the louder the thumping in his chest resounds.
You meet his eyes with resolve, smiling again. “No.”
He opens his mouth to argue, but you continue, “Look, I know I’m not as strong as you are. Nobody is. But I can take care of myse—”
“I know,” he interrupts. “I’m not saying you can’t. I just want you to—”
“Be safe?” you cup his cheeks, leaning closer until your noses brush. “I know, dear.”
He breathes you in. He notes the growth of your pupils before pressing a kiss to your lips. “I can’t lose ya.”
“You won’t,” you kiss him, too, and linger on his lips. “In fact, I’ll stick around for so long that you’ll get sick of me.”
His heart settles. In a wave of relief, he takes you into his arms and stands. He kneels on the bed, sets your head down on the pillow, and swallows you with his frame. “You’ll get sick of me first,”
𝟓 ︱ THE RESOLVE
“Do you wanna get married?”
Your eyes grow, then shift from the ceiling to set on him. You lie together in bed; sweat sheens his forehead, and his bare chest rises and falls rapidly, like yours. But he sounded calm when he asked, and he looks calm as you observe him.
He turns his head to you. “If I die, everything I own will be yours. I don’t have much, but I’d like you to have all of it.”
In your pensive silence, your breathing eases. You shift your body and face his side, propping your head up on one elbow. “You make it sound like you have to convince me to marry you.”
He replies with a semblance of hope, “Is that a yes?”
You hum in brief thought. “Do you have a ring?”
He pauses, then says, “Not at the moment.”
“Then no,” you switch sides curtly, facing your back to him. He saw it coming.
You meant it lightly. But the following night, as you drink with your colleagues, your several calls to him go unanswered.
Your beer glass sweats in your hand. You wonder if it has to do with your rejection, or worse: What if something’s happened?
Your anxiety branches out, multiplying thought after thought: Should I have accepted his proposal the first time? Was that his last chance to ask me? My last chance to say yes? Are his possessions ever going to be mine like he hoped?
Your colleagues watch you closely, wanting and attempting to assure you that he’s fine. But they know as well as you do that you can never tell.
Then gray hair sticks out of the curtains, a head lowered to fit into the doorframe, and the first pair of eyes he meets is yours.
You’re on the verge of tears with your phone pressed to your ear. You put it down abruptly. “Where the hell were you?”
He trudges toward you, to the end of the low table where you sit alone, and kneels at your side. “Are you drunk? Why are you crying?”
“You weren’t answering my calls,” you sob, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand, looking down abashedly.
“I was getting you something,” his hand disappears under his coat. “It was hard to pick.”
He holds a small velvet box out to you and opens it, prompting a collective gasp from your colleagues. “Will you say yes this time?”
The ring matches his silver hair; its tiny stones adorning the sides of the center stone resemble the long scar on his cheek. Your glossy eyes reflect its luster, blurring with the spill of more tears. You nod at him.
Cheers rip through the silence of the room and disrupt the peace of the establishment. He slides the ring into your finger, presses a kiss to your hand, then your lips. “I’ll never leave your side.”
You sniff and smile against the brush of his thumbs under your wet eyes, the tender kiss he lays on your forehead. “I’ll take your word for it.”
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niki-phoria · 8 months
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⋆。°✩ csm hcs - little things about dating them
characters: aki hayakawa, denji, yoshida hirofumi
includes: devil hunter reader, lots of fluff, forgive me if denji and yoshida are a little ooc, written with male reader in mind
a/n: i think i'm gonna officially start writing for csm :)) i'm open to taking some csm reqs but they might take me a little while to finish so pls be patient with me !!
warnings: mentions of blood/injuries, mention of smoking
gn reader (they/them pronouns)
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⋆。°✩ aki hayakawa
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— i see aki as pretty inexperienced
— he’s had crushes before but finding the gun devil and working in public safety makes it pretty hard to go out on dates
— you met when makima assigned you to be his new partner (to help him wrangle power and denji)
— aki’s very slow to trust, and even slower to have feelings for someone
— he’s overly professional when you first meet
— doesn’t talk much unless it’s necessary
— it takes a lot of effort to get to know him beyond his somewhat cold persona
— after enough time (and probably saving his life once or twice) he’ll relent and start to open up to you
— either you have to confess or you just silently start going out together and being more affectionate
— denji is nosy probably sparks the realization for aki
— “what’s going on with you and y/n anyway?”
— “what do you mean?”
— “you’re all soft around them. it’s gross”
— a few days of very deep introspection from aki later and he’ll randomly bring it up
— during one of your balcony talks aki will take a drag from his cigarette and then look over and go 
— “are we dating?”
— you shrug 
— “i’d like to be”
— and congrats you are officially aki hayakawa’s lover
— aki isn’t super affectionate but he’ll make an effort if you are
— he’s gonna be super awkward about it tho lmao
— incredibly stiff the first few times you cuddle or hug but he’ll warm up to it
— he’s never really done this before give him a break
— he’s very protective but in a more subtle way
— puts his body in front of yours, keeps you away from danger, lets denji and power take care of devils to tend to you
— ^they 1000% tease him about being whipped
— aki is very cautious about letting you take devil contracts
— he doesn’t want you to get hurt
— his love language is acts of service
— make him dinner before he gets home or wake him up with a freshly made cup of coffee and heart will go boom boom boom boom
— probably gets all flustered and then gets embarrassed about being flustered
— (if you smoke) he shares his cigarettes with you
— you take turns passing a cigarette back and forth
— late night talks together on your balcony are some of his favourite moments with you
⋆。°✩ denji
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— denji is INCREDIBLY inexperienced
— he spent most of his childhood alone with pochita, slaying devils for money whenever he could, and generally avoiding danger
— he’s seen attractive people before and probably had superficial crushes but he had never seriously considered dating someone
— until he met you
— you met when you were assigned to work with aki as a new recruit into public safety
— your relationship is pretty lighthearted and playful at first
— denji is very dense
— doesn’t really recognize his feelings as romantic until you ask him out
— you have to outright tell him “i want to date you” 
— he’s like “oh cool me too”
— congratulations !! you are now officially together
— denji’s affection is probably a little awkward at first
— he likes cuddling and being affectionate but he’s a little clumsy at how he goes about it
— his only frame of how relationships work is from manga and anime so expect him to try and replicate the tropes he likes with you
— it gets better with time though don't worry
— just don't tease him too much he's genuinely trying his best
— kiss him first and he’ll lose his mind
— his eyes get huge for a second before he smiles and kisses you this time
— during missions denji isn’t overly focused on safety 
— yours or his
— i mean he literally turns into a human chainsaw
— he won’t let you be seriously injured though
— afterwards he scolds you for being clumsy as he poorly tends to your injuries
— he doesn’t know how to do stitches and his way of helping is to press a bandage over everything and playfully kiss the wound afterwards but it’s the thought that counts
— denji isn’t used to being vulnerable
— he’s incredibly nonchalant when he talks about his childhood but he’s still human
— sometimes the weight of being a devil hunter really gets to him
— give him some space and let him come to you naturally
— he probably won’t talk about his feelings in detail 
— let him lay on your chest and play with his hair until he falls asleep 
— he’ll feel better when he wakes up
— emotional intelligence is not denji’s strong suit
— you have to bluntly tell him when he’s doing something wrong
— he’s quick to change though
— he's a little emotionally constipated and he can be a little clumsy with his words and affection but he does really love you
— he just wants the best for you
⋆。°✩ yoshida hirofumi
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— i think yoshida has some experience with dating, but nothing overly serious
— you met in class
— ^either through denji or just because yoshida happened to notice you
— he’s incredibly charming
— puts all of his effort into cracking dumb jokes so you’ll smile when you first meet
— the type to lean in super close so he can “hear you better” and let friendly touches linger just a little too long
— i honestly think he could go either way with confessing
— he wants to date you but he also relishes in seeing you so flustered around him
— if yoshida confesses, it’s pretty nonchalant
— might be romantic and give you a flower or something
— if you confess, yoshida will smirk the whole time
— probably leans back against a wall or something and just watches as you stumble your way through an explanation of how you have feelings for him
— when you finish, he tilts your chin up so you’re looking into his eyes
— does that thing again where he leans in super close just to embarrass you
— “i like you too”
— boyfriend acquired
— congrats :D
— yoshida is definitely a hand holder
— he’s always touching you in some way
— his hand on your thigh underneath your desks, your fingers intertwined when you walk through the hallways, his arm wrapped around your waist as he walks you home
— he refuses to work on missions without you
— he says it’s to “make sure you don’t do anything stupid” but you both know it’s because he worries about you
— also the type to scold you while tending to any of your injuries
— yoshida is affectionate, but only on his terms
— he likes to be the one to initiate physical contact
— in public, he loves bragging about your relationship
— pulls you closer if he catches someone staring at you, introduces you as his lover, follows you around and refuses to leave your side
— he’s a tease
— he cups your face with his hand, slowly leans in, waits for you to start getting annoyed, and then pulls you into a kiss
— always smiles against your lips
— he can’t help it, you just make him so happy
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esha-isboogara · 2 years
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✦𝓷𝓼𝓯𝔀 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼✦ aki & denji
this was originally going to be just denji but i think aki deserves a bit of love too!! i really love these two so much
apparently someone plagiarized my work so if you’ve seen this before that’s why :)!
made a part two
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denji ♡
•oh such a sweet boy. he’ll hold the door open for you , pull your chair out before you sit down-he’s offering to help you in anyway he can. anyway.
•compliments you all the time! especially in bed.
• “god you’re just so pretty”. “f-fuck you feel good”. “how can i keep it together when you look so gorgeous”? things like that
•as badly as he wants to dominate you and take control he’s a helpless sub🥺 he just can’t help melting into your touch. how can he control himself when you smell so good and your skin is so soft ?
•has a mommy kink!!! this is pretty obvious from the first time he met you. you made him breakfast and he was just head over heels.
•please please touch him when others are around. he loves the thrill of getting caught. if someone were to see you two then they’d know who denji belonged to. and he is just fine with that
•is not necessarily opposed to being pegged. his body is just so sensitive.
•let him lay on your chest please ! he will try his best not to make it sexual but being so close to your boobs…
•it doesn’t take much to get denji going. everything about you turns him on no matter how simple.
•loves it when you degrade him and then praise him right after. he just wants to be your good boy.
•love bites >>>>
•fuck makima he’s you’re dog now. he will wear a leash and a collar if you asked
•nothing beats having you ride him. absolutely nothing. the feeling of helplessness he gets is second to nothing.
aki ♡
•a gentleman of sorts in his own way. he’s not as driven to help as denji but whenever you need something he’s there in an instant.
•most def a power top. he likes to be in control a good percent of the time. he’ll let you ride him and make you think you’re in control. don’t fall for it y/n aki is always in control.
•often comes home exhausted so there’s lots of late night lazy sex.
•cock warming as well!! he’ll be sitting at his desk filling out boring paperwork as you’re doing your best to keep your cool on his dick
•he is so good at eating pussy it’s almost insane. this man knows his way around down there.
•unlike denji he does NOT get a thrill from public sex. he much prefers to do it in the privacy of his own home. though if he’s drunk enough he won’t turn down a quickie in the bars bathroom
•it takes a bit for aki to get comfortable with degrading you fully. he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings :( he loves you y/n you’re not a stupid slut unless you want to be
•most definitely has a power imbalance kink. call him master/sir in bed.
•is hesitant about sex after denji and power moved in but once he received a few dozen blowjobs under a blanket during movie night he warmed up to the idea
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dearbaji · 2 years
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Holding his head to your chest, he shuffles a little so that his ear is pressed flat against your heartbeat. Eventually his breathing matches your own. You press a kiss to the crown of his head as your thumb continues smoothing over his other ear. He smiles softly and presses himself impossibly further to you. As he begins to fall asleep, you stop playing with his ear. His eyes snap open slightly and brings your hand back to its original position. "I thought you were sleeping," you whisper. "Hmm almost. You're comfortable." His random statement makes you stifle a laugh. "Then sleep," you say, lightly pinching the top of his ear. You feel him smile again, squishing his cheek to your sternum.
MHA: Tomura, Aizawa, Kirishima, Taishiro
KNY: Rengoku, Tengen, Gyutaro, Gyomei
TR: Chifuyu, Mikey, Rindou, Hanma, Kazutora, Peh-Yan, Shinichiro, South, Takeomi
CSM: Denji, Kishibe, Yoshida
JJK: Gojo, Aoi, Itadori, Choso
AOT: Eren, Jean, Connie, Reiner, Porco, Onyankopon
Castlevania: Alucard, Trevor, Hector
DC: Dick Grayson, Kaldur, Conner, Clark, Jim Harper, Jason Todd
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unluckiestmember · 1 year
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Makima x Innocent! Reader
Characters: Makima, Kishibe (Mentioned)
Tags: Fluff, Developing/Established Relationship, Soft! Makima, dogs, worrying, Kishibe being Kishibe, denial of feelings and misunderstandings.
Warnings: Spoiler Warning for the International Assassins Arc and the Gun Devil Arc. SFW.
A/N: Soft Makima = Best Makima?
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SFW
Makima is a controller. For her it is either her way or no way. And if you dare to defy her, she will be the last thing you ever see. 
She treats everyone like they are her dogs, toys and pawns in a larger game to win…
But not you. No, she treats you like an angel.
After missions and days at work, she will take you out to relax. No ifs ands or buts.
Gives you the best massages.
Isn't a fan of PDA. But if she feels threatened, she will grab you and show everyone who you belong to.
She won't force anything onto you unless important. She knows how timid you can be when making decisions.
She has no problem explaining to you her missions and tactics, though she will sugar coat some moments for your "safety".
Her dogs love you. They literally run in your direction when you go to Makima's home and just jump on you.
Yes, Makima is a little jealous of it.
Watches any movie you want to watch, good or bad.
If it's a horror movie, she'll hold your hand the entire time. And if there's a jumpscare, she'll hold you when you jump.
Loves when you get easily flustered but wont show it.
She'll literally stare at you with a small smile and quietly be in delight at your timid state.
Will ask about your day, which is something she doesn't do for ANYONE.
If you want a sleepover, Makima will do the whole nine yards. Endless snacks, a batch of good movies, bad movies and a bunch of blankets.
She only has ONE rule; Don't speak of what you two do outside of work to coworkers. You're her little secret. No one can have you but her. Not to mention she has a reputation to keep.
Will ask Kishibe, yes, Kishibe of all people, advice on how to care more and be better for you.
Will also ask how to tread lightly around you as to not scare you away. But will never admit it or say it out loud.
Say her eyes are beautiful or pretty. She'll melt just laugh and call you cute. Maybe even kiss you on the cheek.
In-Story (Spoilers Ahead)
When Makima fell for you, she thought she was sick.
So sick that she took a few days off of work to wonder what was happening to her.
She asked her higher ups and even Kishibe what was wrong in subtle ways.
They all concluded; she wasn't sick. She was in love.
But she didn't want to be. No, she wanted to just focus on Chainsaw Man and Denji! You were ruining her plans! You had to go.
So why couldn't she kill you?
She just couldn't kill you…
Though she continued to think her attraction to you was unnatural, she soon asked you out.
Say yes. Makima doesn't show it, but she wants you to accept her confession.
Though your relationship is not displayed around your co-workers, they know something is going on between you two.
They all think the same thing; "Good for her." "I'm happy for them." "She's dating someone? I thought she was just a scary emotionless woman!" "Lucky!"
Makima doesn't worry about anything.
So she's surprised she worries about you so much.
After your encounter with the Darkness Devil in hell, Makima was her usual quiet and mysterious self.
But Kishibe informs you she was worried sick when she found you.
And don't even get him started on how she was during the return of the Gun Devil.
She tries her best not to tell you her true motives with Denji, but if you give her puppy eyes she'll spill.
Please support her. The last thing she wants to do is kill her precious angel.
When you noticed her being extra friendly to Denji and Aki, your cute little head started to worry she would leave you for them.
She'll assure you in a sweet whisper that she only belongs to you.
Be on the look out for a jealous Denji...
"I'll admit. My motives will be seen as evil. But it is a necessary evil. I hope you understand... You have to understand. I know I can accomplish my mission, but it might be near impossible without you... Oh, I wasn't saying I-... Haha. Yes. I love you too."
Makima is a devil. A control devil. And could destroy the whole world.
But maybe. Just maybe. She'd sacrifice it all if it was for you…
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4jeagers · 1 year
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aki hayakawa’s hands
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⭑ aki hayakawa x afab!reader
⭑ word count: 730
content warnings: partially [mostly] nsfw, fingering [while driving?], somnophilia [dubcon], mention of fillatio, gagging, overstimulation [multiple orgasms], smoking, finger sucking, morning sex
author’s note: i’ve been thinking about aki’s hand’s recently so this is just shameless thirsting with a sprinkle of headcanons honesty. will probably do this for a few other characters as well because i love hands.
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⭑ aki’s hand are so nice. they’re big too. his palms and fingertips are somewhat calloused, and while the backs of his hands are smoother, there’s a few scattered pale scars.
⭑ his fingers are generously sized, long with a uniform thickness from tip to base (like another appendage of his) where his prominent knuckles connect the digits to his palm. his knuckles are so so so pretty, especially when they’re bruised after work. he’ll blush if you kiss them.
⭑ he uses mint scented hand lotion. 
⭑ while he isn’t supper into pda, aki will always hold your hand while you two are out, and of course when you’re alone. he thinks your hands feel so nice in his.
⭑ he keeps his nails trimmed neatly, he used to have a habit of picking at them before he started smoking. 
⭑ his hands aren’t the warmest which he’s slightly embarrassed about. himeno once said they’re as cold as a corpse, but that’s a bit of an exaggeration. 
⭑ aki fidgets with his hand’s when he needs a cigarette, he’ll repeatedly run his thumb over the dip on the side of his finger where he normally rests one.
⭑ his hands look amazing when he drives, and yes he does do the thing where he looks over his shoulder as he backs up with one hand on the steering wheel and his other reaches out towards the back of the passenger seat. if he has to break suddenly while he’s driving with you, he’ll reach his hand across your chest to make sure you don’t jolt forward too far.
⭑ aki doesn’t normally wear rings because he thinks they would get in the way during a fight, but if and when aki does wear a ring, or a few... 🥴 his hands somehow look even more enticing. if you get him a ring he’ll wear it at home on his finger, but when he goes to work he’ll wear it around a chain he keeps hidden under his button up. 
⭑ although aki doesn’t think much about his hands, he does take pride in what they can do. whether it’s killing devils, cooking, shoving them in your mouth, doing laundry, there’s just so much he can do with them.
⭑ speaking of fingers in mouths, aki won’t tell you directly, but he really, really likes the way you look with his fingers in your mouth. he’s embarrassed by how much it turns him on. you just always look so pretty sucking on the digits, and your mouth is so warm and wet. aki can’t help but imagine your lips wrapped around his cock.
⭑ aki’s hands are honestly dangerous, he can make you cum in minutes with just one hand. if you piss him off, expect to be trapped in his lap gagging on one set of fingers while the other is knuckle deep inside your pussy and making you beg for mercy as you cum over and over again, until he’s satisfied and your slick in covering his hand and dripping down his forearm.
⭑ you will always cum from aki’s hands at least once before he fucks you. not only because aki is a firm believer in prep, but he loves watching you squirm as your walls stretch and mold around his fingers. he can’t keep his fingertips away from your clit if you keep moaning his name so sweetly.
⭑ he has definitely fingered you while driving. his eyes never leave the road once, but he’s still able to cause your whole body to shake with pleasure. he’ll teasingly tell you not to make a mess on the leather even though he’s completely aware of the fact that your wetness has seeped onto the passenger seat.
⭑ if aki wakes up before you and becomes impatient with how long it’s taking you to wake up, he’ll sometimes press himself against you and start to rub your clit through your panties while leaving open mouth kisses on your neck. if you’re still not awake, he’ll part your legs and slip his hand down the front of your panties, slowly sliding his ring finger inside your drooling cunt. thumb rubbing circles on your clit, he’ll add another finger and speed up every time a soft moan leaves you. It doen’t take long until your eyes are fluttering open and you’re cumming around 3 of aki’s fingers before you’ve even said good morning to him.
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WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT
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"You told me I'll be the one whimpering here." As if he's not on the precipice of doing so. "You sure got the guts, huh?"
"Sorry, 'm sorry." You murmured with eyes shut tight in pleasure and hastily peppered him with kisses. Not like you're going to stop teasing him after this.
"You're always full of pride until I make you a babbling mess. Does it feel that good? Doing it this way?" He punctuated the remark with a pounce, then moved your legs up a bit so he could be deeper.
That's pretty much it for you. You came with a loud sob, writhed at his mercy. And because you very much asked to have him inside you, you didn't untighten, not at all. You rather gave him a hard time pulling out. You tried to speak amidst shaky breaths, "I'll lock you down here. I—uh—we're staying in this b—bed forever!”
He hummed in concurrence, continuously whispering faint yes in between. He held onto your legs harder as the heat of pleasure pooled on his back. He kept you from moving as he was about to empty himself inside, “And you'll take me well as I come, won't you?"
"Y-yes—would love to!"
With your walls continuously fluttering around him, tension snapped inside. He stuffed you full of his cum with a breathy grunt. It felt so good, so warm, you're so delightfully filled. You wrapped your legs around him so it'd stay there.
Indeed, he completely ensured that his seed would stay deep inside as you wish. Your legs felt quite jelly, completely overstimulated. You attempted to shake it away from him but he held them down firmly. He's going to give you what you want and he'll make sure you stay in his confines as he does. "Own your words and take all of them. Just a little bit more. Almost done."
erwin smith. levi ackerman. toji fushiguro. gojo satoru. kishibe.
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24hlevi · 3 months
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(。>‿<。 )I feel so shy to even ask this haha! Can you do one with Denji confessing his love for 'reader'?
of course! do not feel shy to request, because i will almost always respond! i love denji so much so thank you for requesting 🫶
also im sorry how short these are :(
— How Denji Would Confess
denji (chainsaw man) x gn!reader
warnings: none!
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- okay so let's say this takes place after the events of reze and makima, so basing it in part 2 of the manga, he would be incredibly nervous to confess his feelings to you
- it seems like every time he likes someone, he ends up getting almost killed, they get killed, or something terrible either way
- so he would be terrified of even thinking of saying that he has feelings for you
- denji would likely try to avoid you at all costs thinking his crush on you would go away if he didn't see you as often, that obviously doesn't work
- so he tries to show his feelings for you by his actions, and even though he's a nervous wreck doing anything around you, you still don't understand what he's doing
- if it continues on for a few months that you don't realize then denji will pull you aside, likely with some flowers in his hands and just shove them into your hands looking down at the ground and talking so fast you can barely catch his confession
- he wrote down what to say on his hand but he was sweating so much it got smeared and he couldn't read most of it so he just ranted for a few minutes
- needless to say he was incredibly shocked when you said you liked him too, and he looked at you with wide eyes, not believing it
- you give him a quick kiss on his cheek and he swears he almost dropped dead at that exact moment, his face heating up bright red as he stuttered out a "you do?"
- poor boy was so nervous you would reject him :(
- but he did pick your favorite flowers that he somehow remembered you say one time and even though he stole them from the store he was so happy that you liked them
- denji would then ask you out on a date, he doesn't know where cause honestly he didn't think he'd make it this far but he doesn't want you to meet nayuta yet so probably someplace else
- he's grinning like an idiot though when you grab his hand and start walking with him telling him how you were confused by his previous actions but that it makes sense now
- if you don't know he's chainsaw man, he'll tell you right then and there out of worry that someone will try to kill you for being with him, and he will make sure nothing happens to you no matter what
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Chainsaw Man Quartet Eating You Out
Pairing: Denji, Aki Hayakawa, Power, Makima x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, fingering, clit stimulation, teasing, orgasm control, co-worker romance, praise, toy use
A/N: All different ways to do it, but they will all get you there, you just have to be good for them.
DENJI
Denji has no idea how to eat pussy but you've never seen anymore more eager to learn. He's very sloppy when he does it, his tongue and mouth everywhere on you, trying to figure out where and how is he needs to lick to make you moan as loud as he's currently doing against your clit.
AKI HAYAKAWA
Aki savors every lick he makes from your pussyhole to your clit. He wants to remember the taste, the smell, the sound you make, the sound your pussy makes when he pushes his finger inside of you and sucks around your clit so slowly you start riding his mouth and finger out of frustration, which feeds his ego a little.
POWER
Power loves holding your legs open while she teases you, taking away your orgasm right as its within your grasp. Instead she will bite, lick and kiss your thighs, avoiding where you need her most. You have to pull her by her horns in order to get her to move where you want her, and even then she will deny you, playfully fighting against your grip.
MAKIMA
Makima has you working with a vibrator up your pussy all day until you walk into her office, absolutely dripping and beg her to let you come. First she needs to taste how horny you are, its not enough for her to see it, or hear it, she wants you gripping the table, moaning so wonton that it makes your throat sore, and legs gripping her head to please, please let you finish already.
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bbytamaki · 1 year
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big biiig men with their itty bitty babies on their chest :(
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black!gn reader (referred to as mama)
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little babies with your same brown skin and big eyes, but they definitely have his nose and his smile. them playing with legos and watching all of the bratz movies while you take a day to get your hair and nails done (all expenses covered ofc).
or taking their baby to parent & baby swim lessons. over half of their body is reaching above the 4 foot pool but still, they make the best of it. clapping their hands & singing the songs too. they never forget their little one’s special towel and after-practice snacks.
men who come to the dinner table after work to give you a kiss before they sit down, complete with a “hi mama” and a smile. your little one looks up with a face full of mac & cheese and grins. “hi mama!” both of your jaws hit the floor.
and when your baby isn’t having the best day, they try to mediate the situation. saying no to cookies before dinner ended in a tantrum of course, so you sat on the floor with your screaming baby and tried to reason with them. “would you like some fruit instead? dessert after.” as expected, they refuse loudly with “no’s” and kicking feet. then your husband comes in trying to contain his laugh.
he scoops up his baby and holds them out in front of him with his strong arms, giving them a pretend upset look (though he ends up smiling anyway). “if mama says cookies after dinner, we’ll have to eat cookies after dinner. you need to be nice to her. can you say sorry?” your baby looks down with big teary eyes and apologizes, crawling into your arms to give you a big hug.
big men who cradle their kids and hum some random tune they heard on the radio earlier to put them to sleep. it works like a charm every time, and soon enough he’s putting your baby to bed and kissing the top of their head before he gets to cuddle you to sleep.
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— diavolo, mammon, simeon, beel, lucifer, jean, eren, reiner, onyankopon, draken, baji, rindou, kakucho, inui, mitsuya , aizawa, bakugo, aran, ushijima, aone, gojo, choso, nanami, aki, kishibe
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batterygarden · 2 years
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more bf Denji hcs
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Afab gn reader; one small sex mention mdni , college age
He loves going to the park. And riding bikes and climbing trees and playing in snow—doing all the things he didn’t get to do in childhood due to his circumstances. You guys will go after dark to “avoid all the pesky kids gettin’ in your way,” as Denji puts it. You always end up on the swings, Denji trying to go super high to see if his foot can touch a nearby tree branch. He’ll ask you to sit on his lap while he swings since “it’d be better if we could go high together.” Then you immediately tumble backwards on top of him. 
Denji has to be taught the art of doing independent activities side by side. It’s just that everytime you walk in a room he’s all over you, he wants you to talk about what you’re reading, he wants you to paint his nails at the same time as yours, he wants to help you figure out your taxes (in theory). Parallel play has to be explained to him twice and slowly before he begins to understand. “Different activities next to each other…got it… but can we still be, like, touching?” 
Now he’s the king of playing video games with your feet on his lap and asking you real cutely if it should be “parallel play time” whenever you’re about to do something he deems boring. 
Denji comments more quickly and enthusiastically than any of your friends on your Instagram posts. “Aaaaauuugh you don’t know what ur doin to me😮‍💨😮‍💨”  “My jaw dropped so fast! 🤤🤤” “so GEORGUS!” “Took 🤲 my🧍🏼‍♂️breath🌬away🙊!” 
Revisiting the playing in snow thing, Denji originally hates winter. Old prejudice from having poor heating as a child. But once you introduce him to hot cocoa and building snow men and the extra cuddling it warrants, winter becomes his second favorite season (after spring). Askin’ you to take him sledding, holding hands in your pockets, ice skating—you name it, he is down. 
He’ll still find himself a little bitter on the first snowstorm of the year though. “God it’s cold. I think my nipples mighta just got hard.” “Fuck ooofff, Denji. But actually mine too.” “Wait really!” Then he’s grabbing at your chest to feel before you can stop him. 
He’s unbelievably touch starved. He always wants to be closer, he wants to be disgustingly close, he wants to be breathing the same air and sharing a single shirt at the same time close. So Denji is laying directly on top of you any chance he gets. 
He especially likes when you play with his hair, he thinks it’s cute how gentle you are. So when he doesn’t have you in his arms or when one of you isn’t suffocating the other full-body-style, Denji’s head will always find its way into your lap. He doesn’t have to ask before your fingers are combing through his messy strands, moving them out of his face and smoothing them over before they resume their permanent position over his forehead. It’s incredibly calming to him. 
But don’t think Denji won’t return the favor—he wants you to find his presence as comforting as he finds yours. So he becomes an expert on soothing physical touch; he observes what you like and what calms you down and he uses the hell out of it. Rubbing your back and massaging your hands at any opening, holding your shoulders when you seem anxious, moving your hair out of your face if it seems like it’s in the way. He’s not shy about PDA so his hands are all over you whenever you need them no matter the time or place. 
He’ll also reciprocate what he knows he likes back to you. He knows he likes his face on your chest so he’ll pull your face down to his. He likes his hair played with so he’ll carefully try and comb yours when you get out of the shower. He likes when you share your food so he’ll always offer you to try some of whatever he’s having. He likes when you cook for him… he’ll try to cook for you too. It’s a disaster but it’s the thought that counts.
He’ll definitely ask you to teach him to cook better. Food is a love language he wants to give, not just receive! He’ll put on your apron and ask you to walk him through it, tongue in his teeth while he stirs and pours and chops. It ends up more of a mess than it’s worth in your opinion, but he’s so proud you eat as much of it as you can with many compliments.
Speaking of compliments… this man Lives for praise. Please, please tell him you’re proud of him. It’s sweet the way he’ll take your advice on things and tell you all about it afterwards, blatantly begging for a kiss and a “good job!” Sometimes he’ll wait to tell you about his daily accomplishments till you’re cuddling at night, so it’ll be easier for you to hold him extra close and applaud his heroic efforts. Maybe you’ll even shower him in kisses like he’s not-so-secretly begging you to. 
Despite being perpetually horny, Denji manages to literally Never creep you out when it comes to sex stuff. 
He’s just so genuine and honest about it. It’s never a hidden motive; if his horniness is motivating him you will be the first to know. He is shameless when he’s trying to pipe and you know and trust that.
It still will catch you off guard sometimes though. You’ll be sitting on his lap each going on your phones, doing any casual activity that you’ve done together a million times before when he drops a “can we fuck rn please” and things pick up from there.
Denji loses whatever semblance of a filter he has when it’s just the two of you. You wouldn’t think that tiny handful of inhibitions he possesses would make that much of a difference when they’re gone, but they do. For example, letting you know every time his balls itch :(
Or he’ll make a real thoughtful face towards your tits for the longest time, then perk up saying “oh my god! You’re done with your period huh!” 
Denji will always answer any question you ask him truthfully, too. 
“Honestly… No, I don’t really vibe with your parents. I don’t know like they’re kinda weird.”
Denji will try and pick up your hobbies!! He will he will he will! Anything to spend more time with you. 
For example, painting. He really ends up liking painting with you. It’s cute how he turns from goofy and playful to serious artist mode once you two get into it, he really concentrates to try and make his work look good since he‘s always so impressed with the way yours turns out. He tends to sell himself short when it comes to artistic ability, but Denji’s actually so creative and capable; you always keep and cherish his paintings. 
He wants to get a tattoo ever since you mentioned how cool one of your mutual friends looked with their tattoos. But you’re the voice of reason, “Noo Denji I’m sure you would look hot but wouldn’t your regeneration make it pointless? Like what if you drink blood and your skin just ge-“ “You’re totally overthinking it. If it went away I’d just get it re-tattooed everytime. And now that I know you’d find it hot I gotta get one. Maybe somethin’ that reminds me of you…” “…” 
You’re eventually able to convince him to save the money and unnecessary pain and let you draw on him from time to time instead.
He does not know the lyrics to any songs and he will not attempt to learn. That’s all fine and good. But he still sings along to whatever’s playing constantly!! God it is your biggest pet peeve. The final straw before confronting him was singing “woman of fire” instead of “warm enough for ya” to Drew Barrymore by sza :/
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blueparadis · 1 year
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so lovesick.
[ notes ] :: this was supposed to be only for aki , a drabble but i got carried away. it's been a while i haven't written on them. | redirect to blog navigation!
[ characters ] :: aki hayakawa & yoshida hirofumi. | word count :: 1kish.
[ ! ] :: f!reader, making love, boyfriend headcanons but not really, fluff, domesticity, live-in, some n$fw headcanons + scenarios, fwb!relationship , mention of $moking & drinking.
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꒰ AKI HAYAKAWA ⁠꒱
+. lovesick!aki always sits beside her during dinner just to hold her hand under the table or rest it on her thighs while leaning to grab the seasoning, even after innumerable failed attempts to occupy both her sides by Power and Denji.
+. lovesick!aki never forgets to take his girl out to dates during weekends in the name of “just a change of air” , or “exploring new cafés in town” just to see the smile on her face while having the same flavored desserts. He never gets tired of it while it boggles his mind why isn't she tired of that same damn flavor yet?
+. lovesick!aki just can not take his eyes off her whenever she is tying her hair up in a ponytail with the same rubber band that he managed to get back from power after rounds of stone-paper-scissors. It does not matter if she is within his hand's reach or not, he is still gonna press a soft peck on her nape.
+. lovesick!aki likes to watch movies with her, preferably at home, during Fridays when power and denji are asleep in other room while he is deep under the covers with his hands under her dress, his chin on her shoulder and her eyes occasionally glancing at him whenever he bucks his hips forward.
+. lovesick!aki manages, at least, two bubble bath sessions with his girl in a month. Amongst those dim lights and scented candles he thinks that she looks even more beautiful, more wild and responsive under his touches. He does not touch her much but the feeling of her skin against him makes him so dizzy that all he can think is to touch her. But he doesn't since he has to listen to her, talking about her day. His responses are a trail of hums: “mm-hm.”, “i see”, “is that so?” & just lits a cigarette thinking maybe he can, just, blow the smoke in her mouth when she's done talking.
+. lovesick!aki loves to hold y/n’s hands during sex, be it making out or or kissing her by having her up against the wall. Be it missionary or reverse cowgirl : he likes this sight of her pretty calloused fingers, painted nails interlaced with his rough ones. “Fuck, baby. . .”, he rasps as she bobs on him with his cock inside her,“ you’re getting ~mhnm— good at— at this.position.” He amends while clasping her hands at the valley of her waist as he enjoys the view of her back, riding him in reverse cowgirl.
꒰ YOSHIDA HIROFUMI ⁠꒱
+. lovesick!yoshida has y/n’s phone number saved with a different ringtone for calls and different messages tone from others so that every time she messages his heart lights up with joy even if he can't get back to her right away.
+. lovesick!yoshida never tells her about his rough days because he thinks he might be worrying too much for him, and might end up leaving him but can not really deny it when he hears her soft voice asking, “had a bad day? Wanna talk about it? It's okay. I'll just listen.”
+. lovesick!yoshida likes the idea of her waiting for him before any dates yet he is always early, always the one waiting for at least ten to fifteen minutes. She's not late, he is just early. That's all.
+. lovesick!yoshida loves to see her in little revealing clothes, especially when he is around because, with every blink of his eyes, he will look at her, mind wandering about tonight's sex and thinking of the last night so that he could see the art he did to her skin and do more.
+. lovesickyoshida never forgets the fact that y/n hates taking pills. So, there are always condoms laying at the bottom of his backpack but the thing is she rarely lets him do it and in all honesty, he likes other things — other things such as tying her hands to eat her out while jacking off, or the other way around. He is ready to explore whatever territory she will introduce to him.
+. lovesick!yoshida loves to take her from the back because it just feels so good to be inside her, feeling her body trembling at each thrust, twitching when he bites her ears, and moaning when he shoots his cum in spurs.
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wanmanheadcanons · 7 months
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Yall after: making black!readers but making the black readers into literal stereotypes, and making the characters that are in the fic into "stereotypical toxic hood niggas", as if that's the only way black people can interact with other races. And then on top of that some of y'all make y/n an ASSHOLE and terrible person, but YK...its okay cuz shes "sassy" and a "girlboss" right? (also some of y'all keep up the Sapphire stereotype of black women in some of y'all fics but YK.... y'all don't wanna hear that)
Edit: AND THE WORST PART IS- y'all don't even diversify black y/n, she always got the same 1 dimensional personality, same goddamn fits in almost EVERY fic. She's always the same "life of the party and never puts up with bullshit" as if black women are always strong and never vulnerable. Can y'all give her a mental disorder? (cuz a fair amount of us have them, they just aren't represented), Can y'all make her nerdy? Can y'all give her hobbies other than being on Tiktok? Can y'all make her an introvert? Can she not be insanely curvy and thick for once? Show some rep to the flat-skinny and plus size girls maybe? And no I'm not talking about hourglass plus-size cuz idky y'all write them like y'all are scared to write plus size folks. Also the last thing I wanna add, when y'all write these fics, why the hell do y'all make the characters that you're writing for fetishize black women as if it were romantic? (Ex: "my chocolate melanin princess" is kind of an example of fetishization. Just think of Dr Umar quotes if you don't know what's considered fetishization, you'll get it rq/gen)
Also something I want to reiterate: there is NOTHING wrong with y/n being from the hood, there are so many people in my life who would be considered from the hood. They are smart, and classy and just great people. The issue arises tho, with the fact that black women from the hood are already treated as less than, or without intelligence simply because where they came from. Black women can be from the hood, however, some of y'all, write the fact that she's from the hood as if that's her only defining trait. People are 3D, meaning there is more to black y/n than just "being from the hood".
That's just my opinion tho. Keep writing what y'all wanna write, I personally don't care, and will keep scrolling. (I mean this post with respect)
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koishiro · 7 months
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# - 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 📍
˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆ — 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 : afab!reader, denji being a simp, also obsessed with ur tits, cumming inside, unprotected sex
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Denji wouldn’t exactly call himself a cat person per-se but after coming home from a stressful day to see you on the couch in nothing but his shirt that showcased the plump of your breasts yet hid the plush of your body — asking to be unwrapped and ravaged, well, he practically pounced on you.
He couldn’t stop himself from shoving his head underneath that damn shirt, using it as a veil of sorts — hiding the sins that would later follow. He could only imagine from an outsider’s point of view what he’d look like — a mass floating side to side as he rubbed his face back and forth on your stomach as if spreading his scent, claiming you as his.
Soon followed by him pawing at your tits, grabbing at anything he can while he dry humps you, chasing his high as he leaves mark after mark on your once clear skin.
Eventually he’d lift his head from your (his) shirt to gain more control, grabbing your hips in such a hold you know it’ll leave bruises. He’d lift the shirt just above your tits, watching them bounce with every thrust he made after slipping ever so teasingly into your warm and inviting hole.
He’d even let a few mewl’s slip as he watches his slick cock diving in and out of your pussy, only dying out after making his last claim on you - filling you up until you’re practically overflowing.
After using a finger to push his warm cum back where it belonged he’d slowly collapse on top of you, digging and nuzzling his face into the side of your neck as he peppered sweet kisses wherever he could reach.
He’d still never admit that he’s a cat person though.
=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐋: I just got off work so I have no idea if this makes as much sense as it did in my head…
— 𝘒𝘰𝘪 𝘹𝘰
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